Selected Poems of Lord ByronHumphrey, Milford, Oxford University Press, 1923 - 436 páginas |
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... fame : I hear thy name spoken , And share in its shame . They name thee before me , A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me- Why wert thou so dear ? ΤΟ 20 They know not I knew thee , Who knew thee 2 LACHIN Y GAIR When we Two parted.
... fame : I hear thy name spoken , And share in its shame . They name thee before me , A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me- Why wert thou so dear ? ΤΟ 20 They know not I knew thee , Who knew thee 2 LACHIN Y GAIR When we Two parted.
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... fame no more , Ör deepen every stain : If thou hadst died as honour dies , Some new Napoleon might arise , To shame the world again- But who would soar the solar height , To set in such a starless night ? XII Weigh'd in the balance ...
... fame no more , Ör deepen every stain : If thou hadst died as honour dies , Some new Napoleon might arise , To shame the world again- But who would soar the solar height , To set in such a starless night ? XII Weigh'd in the balance ...
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... as proudly died ! XVII There was a day - there was an hour , While earth was Gaul's - Gaul thine- When that immeasurable power Unsated to resign 120 130 140 Had been an act of purer fame Than gathers round ODE TO NAPOLEON BUONAPARTE 23.
... as proudly died ! XVII There was a day - there was an hour , While earth was Gaul's - Gaul thine- When that immeasurable power Unsated to resign 120 130 140 Had been an act of purer fame Than gathers round ODE TO NAPOLEON BUONAPARTE 23.
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... fame : But the tear which now burns on my cheek may impart The deep thoughts that dwell in that silence of heart . Too brief for our passion , too long for our peace , Were those hours -- can their joy or their bitterness cease ? We ...
... fame : But the tear which now burns on my cheek may impart The deep thoughts that dwell in that silence of heart . Too brief for our passion , too long for our peace , Were those hours -- can their joy or their bitterness cease ? We ...
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... fame begun ; Thy country's strains record The triumphs of her chosen Son , The slaughters of his sword ! The deeds he did , the fields he won , The freedom he restored ! II Though thou art fall'n , while we are free Thou shalt not taste ...
... fame begun ; Thy country's strains record The triumphs of her chosen Son , The slaughters of his sword ! The deeds he did , the fields he won , The freedom he restored ! II Though thou art fall'n , while we are free Thou shalt not taste ...
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Selected Poems of Lord Byron George Gordon Byron Baron Byron,Nathan Haskell Dole Vista completa - 1893 |
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